Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 252

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius, Episode 252
“You alright, Merin?”
“Yeah!”
Merin nodded quickly, and Raheim’s mood darkened the moment he saw her flushed cheeks.
“Who are you?”
Simon lowered his stance.
“Merin’s teammate from the same group. I’ve been watching this whole time, and she says she doesn’t like you.”
“She doesn’t like me? Merin doesn’t like me?”
Raheim lifted the brim of his white hat and let out a booming laugh, his dark-brown muscular frame rippling with each outburst.
“If we’re teammates, that means we’ve spent the whole first semester together, right? Merin and I have known each other for ten years…….”
“I hate it!!”
Merin ducked behind Simon and shrieked.
“Stop pestering me with your annoying grin and those condescending smirks! It’s absolutely maddening! Just buzz off!”
…….
The blow landed hard this time—Raheim’s mouth clamped shut in a thin line.
“You heard her?”
Simon opened a subspace and swept all the items in his hands into it. This had all started when he was moving the sunshade.
“I’d really appreciate it if you’d leave now.”
“How cruel.”
The corner of Raheim’s mouth twitched upward.
“Now I want her more than ever.”
From the moment Raheim first met Merin in childhood, he believed that some switch inside him had been flipped.
He became obsessed, consumed by greed.
Everything he desired had to be his, and he pursued each goal with relentless determination.
Never once had there been an exception.
Not even the position of his brother’s heir, which he’d coveted so deeply.
And even less——
‘My father’s lordship.’
Watching the dark element roil through his body with violent intensity, Simon exhaled slowly.
‘His emotions are completely twisted.’
At this point, it almost seemed like an occupational hazard.
[Krahaha! It’s true that necromancers tend to come with mental baggage, but that’s just ordinary human ugliness!]
Pier’s voice echoed in his mind.
‘……No, not all humans are like that.’
In an instant, sensing the shift in the dark element, Simon’s eyes sharpened. Eight magic circles unfurled across Raheim’s body, and strange projectiles began raining down alongside white foam.
“Merin!”
This wasn’t a game. Simon spun around, scooped Merin up, and bolted with her clamped to his waist.
“Hey!!!”
Merin’s face turned crimson as she shrieked at him to put her down, but Simon had no time for that—not with attacks coming from above.
‘Two from above. Two from directly behind.’
Simon’s pupils darted frantically, tracking the trajectory of every airborne projectile, then he hurled himself out of harm’s way. As the projectiles struck the sand and detonated, white powder erupted in a cloud.
‘Strange dark magic.’
Simon bounded and weaved with fluid grace, dodging every assault. More than that——
Bang!
He kicked one incoming projectile sideways. As Raheim twisted his head, the redirected missile streaked past and collided with a parasol behind him, erupting on impact.
“Oh, huh. You’ve got some skill.”
He lowered his stance again and triggered magic circles in rapid succession. Watching the equations form at blistering speed, Simon’s jaw tightened.
‘A caster type specialized in multiple casting.’
Every nerve in his body snapped taut, and Simon shifted into full combat mode. Then—thud thud!—something pounded against his back.
“Put me down, you lunatic!! I can fight on my own feet!”
Merin’s face had gone from flushed to nearly bursting red as she thrashed her legs and howled.
“Sorry, just hold on a second——!”
Simon could barely get the words out as he threw himself sideways. More projectiles fell and detonated, sending white powder explosions in every direction.
‘This is humiliating!’
He was just strong enough to be useless in this situation. Dangling from Simon’s side, Merin suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu wash over her.
‘Wait—I’ve been manhandled like this before, haven’t I? Where was that……?’
Her mind worked swiftly, rifling through her memories. When was that?
‘!’
Just as her recollection was about to turn toward Deathland, Raheim suddenly appeared behind Simon’s back.
“Simon! Dodge!”
Craaaaaaash!
But Raheim, charging forward, gasped and arched his back. A blade from the Overlord skill beneath Simon’s feet had already lashed out.
“What a waste.”
Raheim’s expression hardened at the sight of Simon’s chilling smile.
“This bastard…”
“A fight broke out!”
“Who? What’s going on?”
Students from the beach swarmed like clouds toward the most entertaining spectacle in the world—someone else’s brawl.
‘Damn.’
Suddenly there were far too many people. Simon, deciding to abandon any counterattack and simply flee, wrapped both arms properly around Merin, whom he’d been carrying at his hip.
‘!’
Lifted suddenly into a princess carry, Merin’s heart thundered like it had lost all reason. She was too embarrassed to do anything at all.
‘What?! Really?! With all these people watching, what are you—!’
“I’m retreating.”
Simon raised a Dark Element aura beneath his feet, ready to flee, when—
Shrill! Shreeeee!
The sudden whistle froze all three of them.
“What’s going on here at Rocksum!”
“Stop!”
Wardens.
Normally they managed the forests and mountains around Kizen, but when students gathered in specific areas like this, they also served as safety monitors.
Getting caught by them meant at minimum demerits, and in serious cases, word would reach the professors overseeing the area.
Raheim, realizing now was not the time to fight, straightened up.
“That was quite entertaining. Simon, was it?”
Raheim smashed his two fists together with a loud crack.
“At the next BMAT exam, I’m targeting you alone. Let’s have a proper match then!”
Simon’s expression turned bewildered.
“A match? Out of nowhere?”
“It’s obvious! Whoever wins gets to claim Merin!”
Merin, cradled in Simon’s arms, let out a sharp cry.
“You insane bastards! What gives you the right to make bets over me!”
“See you later, Merin.”
Raheim waved his hand as a magic circle beneath his feet activated, and his body shot upward like a rocket, soaring into the sky and vanishing.
‘What kind of dark magic is that anyway?’
Slap! Slap!
“Hey! Put me down now!”
Merin was beating Simon’s shoulder and shouting.
Only then did Simon realize she was pressed against him in a swimming suit, and his flustered expression made him lower her to the ground immediately.
“There he is!”
“Catch him!”
In the meantime, the Wardens were preparing a capture spell. Simon prepared his own defensive magic and shouted.
“I’ll hold them off! In the meantime, you—!”
“Hey, Simon.”
Merin suddenly grabbed the back of Simon’s collar and spoke.
“This is payback for before.”
Then she raised a Dark Element aura beneath her feet and soared upward.
‘Whoa!’
As their perspective suddenly shot skyward into the air, Simon felt a chill run through him.
Her feet, now floating in mid-air, touched ice that was already waiting below her.

Whoooooooosh!
The ice path unfolded in a straight line, propelling both their bodies forward rapidly. In seconds they crossed the sandy beach and reached the open sea.
The Wardens, who had been running frantically, came to a dizzy halt before the shoreline.
“So we’re even now?”
Merin smiled slightly and released the back of Simon’s collar.
Simon, finding his legs suddenly weak, let out a hollow laugh and sank onto the ice.
As the two of them continued to move swiftly across the sea,
“Over here! Over here!”
Simon’s eyes widened.
There, perched in a boat in the middle of the bay, was Dik waving cheerfully. Beside him sat Kamibarez.
“I’ll intercept it from here.”
Merin spread both arms wide like wings, then swept one arm in a broad arc, causing the ice to curve sharply as it advanced.
The ice came to a perfect stop just in front of the boat, and the two of them climbed aboard.
“You made it!”
Dick opened his palm, and Simon laughed with a grin, returning the high-five.
“Nice timing.”
“That’s basic stuff!”
Dick attempted a high-five with Merin as she came up behind him, but instead found himself grabbed by the hair and smacked across the back.
“You thought I’d forget I was soaking wet?”
“Ow! Sorry, sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose—ow! Ow ow!”
Simon and Kamibarez burst into laughter. Dick twisted his body, his entire face contorted in exaggerated pain, before turning his head.
“Looks like someone’s upset.”
The Wardens were launching nets woven from shadow toward the boat.
As the sky darkened with nets, Kamibarez flailed her arms in alarm.
“W-we’re going to be caught!”
“Leave it to me.”
Dick deftly manipulated the Mana Engine mounted on the boat. He flipped several levers in quick succession—Vrrrmmm!—and the boat lurched to life.
“Hold on tight!”
At Dick’s shout, Merin called out.
“W-what am I supposed to hold?”
“Anything!”
The moment all three gripped the boat’s hull, the Mana Engine roared to life, and the bow lifted sharply as it shot forward.
“Whoa!”
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
All three screamed in shock. The nets the Wardens had hurled fell into empty sea, and the boat skimmed cleanly across the water’s surface.
“Yeehaw!”
The Wardens, left behind like hunters chasing a fleeing dog, wore expressions of disappointment. Dick propped his leg up on the Mana Engine and hollered loudly.
“See you later! Ha ha ha!”
Merin let out a pained cry.
“Hey! You’re going too fast!”
“I’m going to fly away!”
Merin shrieked for him to slow down, while Kamibarez’s lower half bounced precariously with the motion.
Seeing this, Simon quickly shifted his position. He spread his arms and wrapped them around both women’s shoulders, stabilizing the boat with his grip.
“Ha! Look at you hogging all the cool moves.”
Dick laughed cheerfully and changed the boat’s direction. Simon looked up.
“Where are we going, anyway?”
“Somewhere a bit quieter!”

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The place they reached by boat was a small uninhabited island.
The island was small, the currents were gentle, and it was quiet—perfect for the four of them to enjoy themselves.
They spent a pleasant afternoon here.
Simon taught Kamibarez how to swim, and she quickly became a natural at it. Merin threw herself into refining her Breathing Magic Circle, and Dick managed to jury-rig those odd flippers into something usable.
In the evening, they set up a bonfire and enjoyed a simple barbecue.
“Ahhh, this is nice.”
Dick, his face flushed with drink, collapsed onto his back. Simon was busy grilling meat, while Merin and Kamibarez chatted away.
“By the way, who was that person who attacked Merin?”
“Ugh, I have no idea who that perverted bastard is!”
Simon, having set the cooked meat on a plate, glanced at Merin.
“But he seemed to recognize you.”
“That was just a pickup line! You know, ‘Haven’t we met somewhere before?’ That kind of thing. Ugh, seriously! It gives me chills.”
Dick looked over at Merin suddenly.
“You don’t know him? He’s that guy.”
“What are you talking about, you idiot. Sit up straight and speak clearly.”
“Right, uh…… who was it…… Oh! Yeah! Raheim Nosfolk, Special Exception number 8. He’s the lord of Snowfield Castle!”
Kamibarez’s expression shifted in surprise.
“Wow, he was quite a big shot!”
“Snowfield Castle? Hmm.”
Merin folded her arms.
“That region has rich deposits of Mana Stones, so it’s aligned with the Ivory Tower’s interests. I’ve been there a few times as a child, but…….”
“You didn’t meet her when you were kids?”
Merin’s brow furrowed at Simon’s question.
“No, I was tiny — Mom was holding my hand — so I barely remember any of it! And back when I was an heir candidate, I got into so much trouble that…….”
“So Merin was a tomboy back then!”
“Ancient history I’d rather forget.”
Merin sighed.
“And if she’s going to make a fuss over a brief childhood meeting — I mean, seriously. She keeps bringing up my heir candidate days, needling me about my personality, and then later what? She whispers in the Ivory Tower’s ear and tells them all sorts of flattering things about herself. Why wouldn’t I be furious?”
The three listeners stiffened.
Merin had proven dangerously sensitive about Serne and the Ivory Tower’s heir candidate position. Bringing up such matters in front of her was tantamount to saying ‘just put me out of my misery.’
“Ugh, it makes me want to punch her right in the jaw when I see her next——”
Merin stopped mid-sentence and closed her mouth. Then she glanced sideways at Simon.
“?”
Simon gave her a bemused smile.
Merin sighed.
“……I guess I need to go see her after all.”
Kamibarez gasped in alarm, trying to stop her.
“Why? Why would you do that? She’s a strange person! It’s dangerous to go meet her!”
“I don’t want to either, but that woman’s got her sights on Simon during the exams. I can’t just let him take the fall without at least trying to talk some sense into her——”
“I’m fine with it.”
Simon replied with perfect composure.
“If it’s the rule for students to fight each other anyway, I don’t care what comes. And you did say she’s Special Exception 8, right? Actually, I’m looking forward to facing her.”
Whew~
Dick whistled, and Kamibarez let out a stifled gasp.
“So you’re Special Exception 1, huh? Heh heh! This is the kind of audacity a true elite should have!”
“The confidence of a true champion!”
“No, no, that’s not what I mean——”
While the two others teased Simon, Merin alone watched him with a face that had flushed a delicate shade of red.
The moment their eyes met, she jerked her head away and coughed awkwardly.
“Y-you really said you were fine with it?”
“Yeah. There’s no reason for you to eat crow in front of her because of me.”
Dick let out an approving hum and raised his glass. Sometimes, even a man had to admit another man was impressive.
“The atmosphere’s perfect! Let’s all survive the next BMAT and drink to this together!”
Clink!
The four of them clinked their glasses together with a hearty cheer.

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